Everything I would say, I've said before the mast
taken my fifty lashes, and put them in the past
Punishments and transgressions, upon ship, battlefield
my trespasses, may deliberate, but all of them, are real
Scars and wounds not evident, at least not, for all to see
poison fruit and poisoned products, from a poisoned tree
A bad apple, always falls, never really far
revealing just what, and who, we really are
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 9:26 AM UTC
Everything I would say, I've said before the mast
taken my fifty lashes, and put them in the past
Punishments and transgressions, upon ship, battlefield
my trespasses, may deliberate, but all of them, are real
Scars and wounds not evident, at least not, for all to see
poison fruit and poisoned products, from a poisoned tree
A bad apple, always falls, never really far
revealing just what, and who, we really are
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